#serenxdipitous

[serenxdipitous]

Multimuse, literate, non-selective, mun is 21+

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This roleplay account is a mixture of old muses and muses that never had a chance to live once before. if the characters seem familiar, this is why.

Come meet the Muses: The Witch, The Deaf, The Bitten, The Cursed, The Nurse, The Rabbit, The Pup, and The Flower

[atinystar]

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Jiyun has been lost in between worlds, discovering the hospital and the world itself while outside of her body, but every night, she always made sure to try to rest while close to her motionless body.

Saying this, on the night her soul actually managed to slide back within her body, things felt different as she felt less cramped up. Her muscles didn’t felt so heavy, alike stone and as she gave it a test, she was able to move her right hand and she felt her breathing pattern. Was she going to wake up?

[stilledsouls]

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The darkening of the sky seemed to come quicker and quicker, silently overtaking the sun until only the street lights provided guidance home. Chanyeol could have sworn it was only mid afternoon just moments ago, yet the moon was high in the sky and night covered the world in a thick blanket. With a silent sigh he glances up at the clock in the library. It was nearly 2am which means he’ll be kicked out of the library soon. Rubbing at his eyes it’s almost unbelievable that he had spent nearly ten hours in the library studying. It wasn’t like he had much of a choice if he wanted to pass his classes.

It was a lot when you had to wait for your class to be transcribed and sent as a video to you, too bad attendance counted as a grade because it was like he was practically attending twice. He doesn’t get much out of the actual class itself. Sure he gets notes ahead of time, but his ability to keep up with the lesson is probably at 40% and that was giving him a pretty generous percentage. In order not to fall behind Chanyeol has to read the notes ahead of time, make his own during the class of what he can understand ( when the professor doesn’t have their back turned to him or something covering their mouth ), wait for the class to be transcribed, watch the lecture all over again and take better notes, and then study from the textbook doing the assigned homework and projects.

Chanyeol had no life outside of class and the library, he wonders if he should just live in here to save money on room and board, it wasn’t as if he saw his dorm very often. Maybe if he was lucky he’d get five hours of sleep before the next class where he repeats the cycle all again.

A tap on his shoulder brings him out of his thoughts and he sighs a little bit as he’s told the library is closing and he’ll have to head out. Collecting his things he yawns a bit as he makes his way to the bus stop. The walk home isn’t very far, but the night was cold, he was exhausted, and if he was lucky he could get a seat and sleep for a bit.

It seems he wasn’t so lucky. Stepping onto the bus he wedges himself between people as it was pretty crowded. Guess he wasn’t the only one up all hours of the night. Taking his hand off the bar he rubs at his eyes to try and get the sleep out of them while his other hand fishes for his phone. Rather unluckily the bus comes to an abrupt stop as a car tries to cut it off and Chanyeol is wide eyed as he looses his balance and knocks into the man in front of him. Trying to steady himself out he’s unable to manage and falls flat on his ass. Fuck– where was his phone so he could apologize?

The breaks screech and structure of the old bus whines loudly with the sudden lurch, but hanbyul has barely enough time to process all that before someone slams into him, stealing his breath and balance away at the same time. It’s a miracle that only the other had fallen to the ground. Wincing slightly at the pain blooming along his arm, Hanbyul spends a moment to nurse it before turning his attention to the stranger who honestly, looked as if he’d lost his marbles. What was he still doing on the floor? Any normal person would get up as quickly as possible, perhaps adorning a sheepish laugh and smile, or cheeks dusted with embarrassment. Anger was also a popular alternative. This stranger however, was different and pleasantly odd.

“Are you okay?” Hanbyul asks after observing the other for a bit. Wide eyes were panicked and scanning the deck for something (maybe he really did lose some marbles), but when he traced the other’s gaze, he found nothing but bits of dirt and blackened gum. It didn’t help either that everyone was just staring and the bus had started moving again. Hanbyul was sure the rattling and vibration of the engine would do little to ease the panic that the other was going through. Taking a step back to crouch down, he makes sure to hold onto a bar so that he doesn’t join the other in a rendezvous on the ground should the bus lurch again.

Reaching out to touch the other’s shoulder, he repeats his question. “Are you okay?” That was the extent of his concern. No one was offering any help and his nursing instincts somehow kicked in. “Did you sprain something?” he adds, wondering if the other couldn’t stand because he’d injured a limb or a joint.

But silence was his only reply. That, and perhaps a giggle of amusement from those who resided in heaven because he felt the bus lurching again and this time, he hears an uncomfortable crunch coming from underfoot. Oh. The dots are joined and grimaces when he moves his foot and laid his eyes on a phone that clearly looked like it had seen better days. In his stead to break his fall for a second time, Hanbyul had stepped on what was probably this stranger’s phone. Offering the shattered phone up to the stranger with an awkward quirk of apology on his lips, he had only one thing to say; a word that was unfamiliar to his existence.  “Sorry…”  

[izbrane-archieves]

@serenxdipitous​ liked for a starter

Ryker was with his group after the release of their new single only to be really happy with the way it turned out. Leaving the rehearsal space while he placed his hand in his pockets while he had the biggest smile on his lips as he walked through the company. Something caught his attention as he tilted his head to find out. 

“excuse me you need help?”

[mvxnn]

┊◗  a new beginning @serenxdipitous​  ❧  chanyeol 

      ❛ You look tired so I brought you a coffee . ❜

[tinystarscapes]

welcome starter for @serenxdipitous !!

“This probably isn’t news to anyone, but I did something stupid today,” Terrance looked over to the other with a half dumb, half ashamed look on his face. “I um... yeah, I just did something stupid today. You could probably guess what it is, but... yeah.” He usually wasn’t this bothered by the dumb things he did, but this... this was stupid even by his standards, which were incredibly low as far as standards went.

[xdthwsh]

Starter for @serenxdipitous

The overhead bell chimed above her head to uselessly announce her presence to the clerk as Sooyoung pulled the door open and stepped foot in the convenience store, swiping her eyes briefly around the shop and smiling as she caught the worker’s eye.

“Hey, Finch,” she greeted with a short wave, making her way down the aisle that shelved the candy bars and other junk snacks to grab a KitKat and a box of Pepero.

For the past month or two, Sooyoung had been coming to the mini mart to spend her lunch hour with the tall, quiet cashier who managed the counter.

It seemed to always be devoid of customers during the time she would visit, but today a man occupied the little quick stop as she navigated around collecting her items; standing by where the cold refreshments were stored and looking like he was trying to decide what it was that he wanted to drink. Sooyoung hoped he would make up his mind soon so he could quickly pay and leave, and Finch and she could have the shop to themselves for the remainder of her lunch break so they could chat without interruptions.

“We got the body of a car accident victim today,” She spoke, as if she was simply informing the other of the weather outside. She didn’t know if Finch ever wanted to know about her line of work—never even asked if he was okay with all the details Sooyoung always shared with him—doubted he did, but it had become habit and Sooyoung stopped considering others feelings long before she’d meet him so it hardly ever bothered her that the topic might be an uncomfortable one, so she continued; dropping her snacks atop the counter.

“Poor thing was practically severed in half. Took about two hours, almost three hours to suture his body back together. Now I’m starving.” A short pause as she pulled her credit card from out of the front pocket of her green scrubs and held it out for him to take and charge. “But anyways, how’s it been going here today?”

[lupusxdei-a]

“ i did meet some of the most insufferable people but they also met me ” (Saebyeok)

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The world was upside down, and her hair might have been dragging over the ground, but Che-ri could not give a...rodent’s rear as she herself put it about it. She liked it when she could see everything - and everyone - all toppled over, even though it was her who was having a swing in a playground; late at night, at that. The swing creaked and screeches, but the ghoulah cared very little about the disturbance either of them could have been making. Her eyes searched for the man - who was practically a stranger to her until fate put them together that very night - once he spoke and she offered a crooked smile at first, eyes rolling as she flipped her body back upwards. She did not want to slide off and break some bones. That was never a pleasant business.

The swing slowly came to a halt, and while it did that, she had ample time to think of a response. Not that her tipsy mind would produce anything philosophical or poetic - mind you. When even slightly intoxicated, the ghoulah rarely offered mind gems. “I think I have to agree with that,” she finally said. Did she just call him insufferable? She did not know her new, nocturnal companion enough to call him any adjective - positive or negative - yet there she was doing exactly that.

Now that the world - and Sae...what was his name? Ah, right Saebyeok! she thought - were in their normal positions, Che-ri could give him a proper eye-over. “Insufferable? So what if you were, or the world was? No, forget it - it’s not a what if. Most people are, once you search deep down.” Everyone was a nuisance, according to her. “So, I’d rather be called that, than boring. You don’t wanna be boring.”